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The Scarecrow Counts to Twelve
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Wren panics and shoves the scarecrow hard. It tips off its pole and crumples in the dirt, just straw and old cloth. For a second Wren feels brave. Then every crow in the county lifts off the trees at once and turns to face the hill, hundreds of black eyes locking onto Wren.
Wren grabs the crumpled scarecrow and hugs it tight, the way you'd hold a scared kid. "It's okay," Wren says. "You don't have to point anymore." The straw goes soft in their arms. The crows settle back into the trees and start singing. By the time Wren walks home, smoke is rising from all eleven empty houses. Everyone is back.
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